My two favorite memories.
1. Not too old, but last year my dad got wasted at Sushi Rei on Memorial Day (When it was snowing buckets!), and I had to drive home in snow that was at least a inch piled high on the roads. Lots of ice. Was when I just finished driving lessons
2. I think it is the same 05/06 storm, we had packed up, everything was in the car, we were planning on leaving Sunday morning to arrive ready for school on Monday. Welp, it started sprinkling snow down in Crowley (Where we were staying), and we thought, oh no biggie.
Wake up in the morning with the door enclosed by snow, the snow on the doorstepcombined with the snow falling from the room to cover up our door almost completely. OH WAIT all of our luggage was in the car, and all we had in there was T shirts and beer. So we started boiling snow to make water when my dad remember we had a cig bag(One piece suit) upstairs. So he jumped through the snow wall and trecked to the car to get the luggage, and we had our first official snow day, and missed school Monday











